When the minion in the lead heard what the boss said, his face suddenly darkened and his hands stopped.

The hardcover desert eagle suddenly hit the table, knocking it down a deep pit.

"What, our General Tai loves to eat, do you still have any opinions?"

The little guy raised his lips, but a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.

Some soldiers behind him saw the situation and took out the guns from their waists, making the sound of loading, then raised their arms and pointed the guns at the boss.

The boss was shocked and hurried over, bent down and grabbed the minion's right hand, and then laughed repeatedly: "June Jun, June, don't be angry, don't be angry, I just ask about the situation on the restricted area. You are so careful, so worry!"

The boss turned his eyes, then took out a few red tickets from his pocket, stuffed them into the minion's hand, and said, "June, business is good recently. Please take this and keep it for you to buy some wine for your brothers."

Facing the banknotes, the minion just glanced at them, then knocked the boss's wrist with a gun, and the banknotes fell to the ground.

A bruise appeared on the boss's wrist, which made him bare his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound, but just held it tightly.

"This Chinatown is now under General Tai, and I am now a popular person under General Tai. Do you think this kind of thing is the same as waste paper for me?"

As he said that, he stretched out his feet and squeezed the banknotes hard with his heavy leather shoes.

The boss stood aside in a proper manner, lowering his head and not daring to speak.

The chef in the kitchen took out the packaged food. After seeing this scene, he carefully placed the food on the table and hurriedly hid back to the kitchen.

The minion snorted coldly, picked up the food, and said, "Let's go!"

The people behind him followed, showing sarcastic eyes, and then walked out of the Chinese restaurant as they walked.

The only thing that was left was the pile of crushed paper confetti on the ground.

When the boss saw them out of the door, he sighed a long time, then sat on the chair, kneading his swollen wrists, and tears appeared in his eyes.

Lantian stood up and walked over.

The boss saw the figure on the ground, then waved his hand and said dejectedly: "It's not open today, I can't add food anymore, and I don't have to pay for it anymore. Just eat it!"

Lan Tian stopped in front of the boss and asked, "Who were those just now?"

When the boss heard the sound, he was stunned. Seeing Lan Tian’s familiar yellow face, he was silent, but a stream of sour water surged in his heart, which rushed straight into his nose, making him unable to help shake his head and begin to express his feelings.

"That's General Tai from the penalty area!"

"But isn't this Chinatown affiliated with Mr. He's Rising Sun Mercenary Group?"

Because Wandering is also in the restricted area, Lantian has doubted the identities of these people since the beginning.

Three points in the penalty area, Rising Sun Mercenary Group, General Tai Qin, and Yamamoto family.

General Tai Qin was a black man, and most of his men were teams of heavy firearms.

The leader of the Rising Sun Mercenary Group was established by the Chinese people. It is very mysterious and is probably some internal force users.

The Yamamoto family is the person who had previously engaged in illegal business in China. The Yamamoto Kei and Yamamoto Yuji came from the Yamamoto family.

It is probably because the activities carried out are not in full swing, so I took root in the restricted area.

The boss raised his eyes and looked at Lantian, who seemed to be familiar with the penalty area, and asked carefully: "Didn't you come from outside? How could you be so familiar with this place?"

People's hearts are confronted, and the boss cares very much. If he doesn't do it well, he will lose his life.

Yi Lingyun said behind him: "Boss, you don't have to be afraid. We were also people in the restricted area before, but we just returned to China for a while!"

The boss believed it a little.

Chris walked over, hugged the boss's shoulder, and smiled, "What do you think is the benefit of killing you if we are introverts or spies?"

Chris' accent was raised every word, which sounded very funny, but his hand gestured to cut his throat on the boss's neck, which made the boss unable to laugh.

The boss thought about it carefully and felt that what Chris said made sense. And looking at these people, he thought that maybe things might turn around, so he didn't have too many concerns.

"That's right, this Chinatown was indeed under the command of the Rising Sun Mercenary Group. This street was once very peaceful. Mr. He was very nice and had never suppressed us. Sometimes he even came to our restaurant for dinner. Because it was a Chinese, he spoke much more kindly."

The boss choked up.

"Just last month, a rebellious bone suddenly appeared under Mr. He's command, and directly injured the Rising Sun Mercenary Group from the inside. I heard that some people were dead, so the Rising Sun Mercenary Group evacuated from this part. The thing that was relying on people just now was that rebellious bone. He opened the door of the mercenary group, put General Tai Qin's men in, and attacked the Rising Sun Mercenary Group with heavy firepower!"

The boss said, feeling angry and punched the table. The wound on his wrist just now was not taken into consideration, and he gasped several times for the pain.

"Scum!"

Lan Qing'er said with a pity for words like gold.

Xiaohua patted the boss on the shoulder and said, "Boss, don't worry, the person I hate the most in my life is this kind of person. When he comes next time, I will see if I don't kill them!"

"Little Flower!"

Lan Tian suddenly shouted, frightening Xiaohua.

"Things are not as simple as you think, don't talk first!"

The little flower opened her mouth and retreated to the side.

"Boss, do they have any other intersection besides coming to you to get food?"

Lan Tian thought for a while and asked.

The boss patted his thigh and replied: "Either smash the other shops, or just snatch them away when you see anything you like, burn, kill, rob, and plunder them. Just think about it!"

"Then do they come to pick up their meals every day?"

The boss shook his head.

"No, they come every two days. Although I don't know why, it has been a month in a row, and it's all the frequency!"

"good!"

The blue sky shouted.

"When this time tomorrow, let's go and meet this General Tai Qin for a while!"

"This..." The boss rubbed his hands, feeling a little anxious.

"Forget it, I just saw the Chinese people, and I complained a little as if I saw my family. Don't go and die. This Chinatown is enough to be peaceful. When it's okay, why should I pray for blessings? Maybe when will you change your ownership again!"

The boss's voice became smaller and smaller, as if he hoped to be as big as the light of a firefly.
Chapter completed!